What’s a knitter to do when she has made so many adorable Mason-Dixon Dishcloths that she doesn’t know what to do with them? Why, she sends them off to unsuspecting victims dear friends, that’s what! I love making surprises.
Yesterday was a much better day than last Wednesday. Much, much better. I had been tempted to ask for a do-over (we get do-overs in knitting, don’t we, so why not in life?), but yesterday was everything a good day off should be.
I feel repaired. Each day has been a lesson in fixing Jane’s bad mood, and the neckache that it caused, too. Tender care, extra rest, a bit of letting go, and something as simple as play have patched the sore spots.
Yes, fresh local strawberries. In a bowl, with yogurt. Or plain. Delicious!
Another day-maker: Spinning happened. I spun all afternoon, while I listened to the last hours of In Cold Blood and gabbed on the phone with my sister. This is Blue Moon Handpainted Merino roving in the colorway called “Alina.” I got it at Rhinebeck last fall, and I’ve been “saving” it. For what? I spun most of a bobbin very fine and with a good amount of twist, and then I decided to ply a little sample. Since it was about 9:00pm by then, and I’d gone bug-eyed from all that spinning, my plying neither suits the yarn nor satisfies me This little 36-yard skein is kind of sweet, anyway. A better yarn will become socks one of these days, and Amie, you’re right — it will probably be three-ply.
Her very own catnip plant! She likes to step out the door and bury her face in it, but she hasn’t taken a bite yet. Herbie from downstairs has, though. He’s a skittish little tabby, and sweet as can be. I scared him when I opened the door yesterday afternoon. He went flying down the wisteria and landed right side up, dazed but not hurt. He was too mellow to hurt himself, I guess.
Now all I have to do for the rest of the week is work. Father’s Day means everybody will be buying their dad a book, and many of them don’t seem to care which one — go figure. And I must try to get through the heat wave we’re about to have. Heavens, people, it’s supposed to hit eighty! We’ve been fortunate this year, but actually, we could use some warm weather, to keep the Summer People happy. Cool temps or rain make them shop more (which is good), but it makes them grumpy, too (which is not so good).
Not Plain Jane 
My Day in the Life could have used a do over too. This Wednesday was much better. I love that roving!
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For some reason the strawberry picture isn’t showing up in the blog for me…. Sounds like a much nicer day than last Wed. You should see my sock – 😀
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That’s okay, Rho, just go to Schmidt’s and you can see ’em!
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It’s good to hear you so cheery!! I love the story of the cat downstairs and the catnip plant. 🙂
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I tell my husband I’m always right, so I’m not going to argue with you. :DWe have catnip and the boys have absolutely no interest until I’ve cut and dried it. Lucky for them, I can’t seem to kill it…
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OMG – those strawberries look SO good and juicy … made me want to lick my monitor!
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Oh! I had the most amazing yesterday too! It was charmed. I wish I had known it was going to be so I could have focused all that goodness on more important things, but there is some sweetness in knowing my ordinary day was so blessed. Especially when someone else I like had the same kind of day. We were Wednesday Sisters!
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I’m proud to be one of the lucky recipients of mason-dixon dishcloths. They are so COOL! Love the pic of the strawberries – yum!Jane, when I’m walking a path parallel in certain ways to yours, I know I’m on the right track. Bravo!
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Jane, what its that pattern that you are using with the Fairgrounds yarn? The one with the moss stitch at the top? Lovely yarn…
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